As soon as this short thought flashed, Shen Fu only heard a dull 'boom' sound coming from the ground, and then the three of them fell into the black hole that suddenly appeared under their feet.

"Ahh

With a 'bang', the sense of weightlessness disappeared, and Shen Fu finally touched the ground. In the dark, she said 'ouch' a few times, "My poor little brute...... Hey, it doesn't hurt!"

When I touched it again, it was not a cold and hard ground, but a warm chest, and the tip of my nose was a familiar hint of cold fragrance.

"Don't help me up yet!"

Shen Fu was excited, and hurriedly moved his ass away, and quickly helped the unlucky Jun Heng, who had been a human flesh cushion for her, up.

"Ning Wushu, are you there?" she whispered around.

A hand jerked out from a large pile of dead leaves, and he replied, "I'm here." ”

"It's good to be here, it's good to be here. "No wonder I didn't see him, it turned out to be covered by dead leaves. "Why haven't you gotten up?

"Because—you're stepping on my left hand. Ning Wushu pointed at Shen Fu's feet very calmly.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" she instantly bounced up and helped Ning Wushu up again.

The tips of his ears moved slightly, and Jun Heng said, "Someone is coming." ”

In a few moments, a pale, lifeless man appeared from the shadow of the stone pile in front of them, and was slowly walking towards them.

Shen Fu pointed at him with a shudder, "You, who are you, what are you going to do?"

The man lifted his eyelids expressionlessly, and a long dark shadow from his left hand bound the three of them tightly.

After struggling a few times, Shen Fu only felt that this thing was getting tighter and tighter, and it was actually a vine. Originally, this thing was not a great spiritual weapon, and it only took seven days for a mediocre spiritual cultivation to refine one, but this thing could only deal with ordinary spiritual cultivators whose spiritual power was so low that they could no longer be lowly or ordinary people who did not cultivate their spirits.

Therefore, most of these things are bought by some rich children from spiritual sources for self-defense, but as long as they have some spiritual power, they don't use this thing spiritually.

In other words, the man in front of him has no spiritual power.

He dragged the three people who were tied up like zongzi all the way along the way he came, coughing a few times from time to time, and coughing up blood when the cough was severe, but he was still expressionless and didn't seem to care.

Walking around, it is like an underground labyrinth, and the little blue firelight jumping on both sides adds a bit of weirdness.

Bringing them to a stone chamber with two coffins, one large and one small, the man finally spoke, his voice hoarse and unpleasant, "Kneel right here." ”

Shen Fu blinked and squeezed out two tears, "This eldest brother, please let the three of us sisters go, the three of us sisters have an eighty-year-old mother and an old father, and a five-year-old brother and sister, how will they live if we die......"

By the light of the fire, the man could see Shen Fu's face clearly, and he swept over the other two 'girls' behind her, his expression changed slightly, and he said sharply, "You are not from Moli Mountain!"

There was a hint of tension in the man's tone, "Who the hell are you, and what are you doing here?"

"We, we came here to sell mushrooms and sesame grass for money, and at first some people told us that it was dangerous, but we didn't believe it, thinking that they were afraid that we would harvest it, so they didn't have to pick it...... It turns out that the man didn't lie to us...... Wow...... I'm not married yet...... The second girl broke my sachet and hasn't paid for it...... The bunny I just bought hasn't had time to eat yet...... I don't want to die yet...... Wow......"

Shen Fuwa cried happily, and Jun Heng and Ning Wushu behind him covered their faces in unison.

The two who were deep in thought didn't understand why they agreed to come with Shen Fu?

"Shut up!" the man coughed violently a few more times, and he leaned over to support the stone door next to him, "I won't kill you, as long as you are obedient, when the time comes, I will naturally let you go." ”

The crying stopped abruptly, and Shen Fu nodded like pounding garlic, "We are obedient, we must be obedient!"

The man pushed the three of them into the stone chamber, then retracted the vine, closed the stone door, and left.

Shen Fu rubbed his wrist and got up, inadvertently turned his head, and was suddenly startled by the people curled up in the corner.

"You ......"

"Three men and five women. Jun Heng's eyebrows moved.

"Are you the eight people who disappeared from Moli Mountain? ”

The three men and five women did not know where the three men came from, and felt that two of the 'girls' were a little strange, but stared at them with some trepidation, and did not speak.

Ning Wushu smiled slightly, "Don't be afraid, I'll only ask you one question." ”

Someone nodded hesitantly.

"That man, it's Wen Sheng, right?"

When several people heard the name 'Wensheng', they trembled again, and one of the women finally couldn't bear the fear and cried quietly, "Wen, Wensheng, he hates our whole village, he has become a ghost looking for us to take revenge......"

The man next to him was probably the woman's husband, covering the woman's mouth, "Don't, don't talk, Wen Sheng will come again in a while!"

A hint of clarity flashed on Shen Fu's face, since the man just now was really Wen Sheng, it meant that the large and small coffins in this stone room were Xiao Yun and their children.

It turns out that the monsters in the forest are not evil at all, but people. A man who lost his beloved wife and young son and finally angered all the villagers in Moli Mountain.

"I remember Li Zheng said, he said that Wen Sheng went to the Chen family to take revenge and was beaten to death. Now it seems that Wen Sheng is not dead, he not only destroyed the Chen family, but also returned to Moli Mountain to take revenge on them. Shen Fu sighed, "Wen Sheng is a poor person, so such behavior is understandable. Fortunately, he still had a conscience and did not really kill these people. ”

Jun Heng raised his eyebrows slightly, "How did a man who was seriously ill, had a short life, and had no spiritual power, destroy the Chen family and set up a black mist phantom array in the dense forest?"

"That's right, that's what I wondered. Ning Wushu nodded in agreement.

Shen Fu frowned slightly, it seemed that things were far from being as simple as she thought, and there must be someone behind Wen Sheng to help.

Who could that be?

She began to carefully recall a series of things since they met Wen Sheng, and suddenly, Shen Fu's eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something, "Just now when I was talking nonsense with Wen Sheng, he found out that we were not from Moli Mountain, his tone sounded very nervous, he was worried that we were here for other purposes. ”

"Perhaps, he is worried that we are here to save these villagers?" After speaking, Ning Wushu shook his head again, "If he is worried, how can he rest assured that he will lock us up with them?"

Shen Fu walked to the eight people in the corner, "Don't panic, that Wensheng is still alive, not the revenge of the ghosts in your mouth." We are the disciples of the sect who were entrusted by Li Zheng to come and rescue you home. ”

As soon as they heard the word 'Lizheng', their expressions softened slightly, and they were no longer as frightened as they had been at the beginning.

"Really, really?"

"Really, I never lie. Shen Fu looked at them very sincerely, "In addition to being locked up here every day, will Wensheng let you do anything else?"

A young man nodded in a panic, "Every three days, we will be asked to see a Taoist priest!"

"Taoist practices?"

"It is to let us kneel in front of the spiritual seat of Xiao Yun and Huzi, and wait for the Taoist priest to give an order, and we will start calling Xiao Yun and Huzi's names. ”

Shen Fu was puzzled, what does this mean?

"It's spiritualism. Jun Heng said lightly, "Those who are proficient in this technique hold a soul bell to summon the corpse every three days, and during the conjuring period, people close to or familiar with him will constantly call the name of the deceased. This technique must be uninterrupted for ninety-nine eighty-one consecutive times in order to recall the soul and revive it. ”

"Spiritualism?Summoning the souls of the dead?Is there really such a thing in the world?" Shen Fu leaned in front of him, "Can the dead come back to life?"

Jun Heng shook his head, "I've only seen it in a book, but I haven't heard of anyone succeeding." ”

Also, if spiritualism can really recall the souls of the dead, then no one needs to worry if they die. Alas, it seems that Wen Sheng is completely insane.

"How can you read these weird books?" asked Shen Fu casually.

Jun Heng paused, a layer of impenetrable hazy mist condensed in his eyes, and he slowly spoke after a while, but his voice was very low, almost inaudible, "Because there was a person who also made me want her to come back in every possible way......"